Silently, you might observe it.
And make no mention of it.
And just maybe many afraid of unwanted attention.

Except, in some churches, we see them keeping a woman a slave.

We aware the Pope position will never turn into the hands of a woman.
Nuns and Mothers are the ranks within this unit.

He his advisers are the majority of men.

Look within and you see women ministers on the rise.
And in God eyes his words is what he want to be spread?
Except we dealing with the logic of some men.

But guess what?
The problems lie with the women mainly.
You be shocked how many hate a woman leader.

Which is why you see some keeping a woman a slave

Strange, when it is said?
It doesn't ring highly of fear to anyone.
It hardly threatens anyone but their own race.

History points out they barely can stand up to their own.
They conditioned to sit and watch.

Say black rage?
And you instantly hear the ringing.
DIFFERENT MESSAGE, DIFFERENT THEME.
And many within don't stand up to their own.
Many stand behind the church mantle preaching from the podium about love.

And the Crips-Bloods, Vice gangs and others rage on.

Now, in society, we know of folks adapted to hear no evil and see no evil.
And advise you about not creating trouble.
So what is it?
When you hear *******?
When the strength is within the people.

You not the first.
You won't be the last to grasp for looks.
You broke your own heart seeking outer appearances instead of inner.

Just remember, you're not the first.
And obviously, you won't be the last.

A lot is hidden behind the facade of beauty.
It's a magnet.
A tool that captures quick attention.
Then a tool used to make many people unhappy.
Just remember this?
You're not the first and won't be the last.

But have you notice many folks get extremely jealous.

Hard to let go.
Others remind you of things that are old.
Hard to forget.
All the mistakes you ever made.
I guess I'm a prisoner of my past.

That seems to come rushing back so fast.

I feel that I'm in a cage.
Enclosed by four walls.
Nothing to do but reflect back.
I guess I am a prisoner of my past.

But if only given a fair chance.
Many will see this change.
While I can't impress everyone.

I do believe I can find love.

A man work.
Put in long hours to support his family.
Or just himself.

He complete.
Maybe not against others.
But the images he saw growing up.

The most measure of a man is being compared to his dad.
Proud to speak of him.
Proud to call him dad.

That man that took the role to guide you.
Discipline and correct you without regards to your hurt feelings.
Quick to state he's not your friend but your father first.

And many knew what that meant?

Been there.
Done it.
There won't be any love reboot here.

Why clean up the mess?
If the truth was requested by others about us.
We have too much to confess.

We have seen one another at out worst.
And others have seen us at our best.

Just not sure why we apart?
But we have the answer.

So we agree there's no rebooting to go on.
We have sung our swan song.

Yes, there are days when you sad.
There days when you glad.

There are days when you happy.
There are days when you are sad.

There are days when you smile.
And of course, there are days when you frowning.

But if anything we should comprehend at all.
It's living our life with joy and many blessings.

There are days when we loving.
And then there are days when we seek to be alone.

That's just the way it is.